Divine-Level Copy System

"The so-called Three Body Technique refers to transformation, substitution, and cloning..."

Inside a classroom at Konoha's Ninja Academy.

A teacher in a green vest stood at the front, teaching the students.

In the seats below, children of eight or nine sat upright, listening attentively.

Only the scrape of chalk against the blackboard and the teacher's explanations echoed through the classroom.

At that moment, however, a boy wearing goggles near the back looked rather out of place.

In fact, he stood out quite a bit, because he was sprawled across his desk, fast asleep.

"Obito... wake up. If the teacher catches you sleeping, he'll yell at you again."

The girl with shoulder-length hair nudged the sleeping boy beside her with her elbow and whispered a warning.

Two pale purple face-paint markings adorned her cheeks.

"Huh...? Rin, what's wrong? Is class over?"

Obito mumbled as he opened his eyes and lifted his head in confusion.

The night before had dragged on, and he hadn't felt like sleeping, so Obito had stayed up a little too late.

He hadn't expected the result to be such a lack of energy in class today.

But what Obito hadn't anticipated was that his question, "Is class over?"

Would draw the eyes of everyone in the classroom.

"Hahaha! Is that guy Obito an idiot or what?"

"No kidding. Obito's always making Mr. Liangtian angry."

"What do you think Mr. Liangtian will make him do today? Laps, push-ups, or carrying sandbags?"

The students covered their mouths to stifle their laughter and whispered among themselves.

A few were already watching Obito with glee, waiting for him to make a fool of himself.

"Obito!!! You again!!! You're always late to school! And now you're disrupting class!"

Liangtian unleashed his mighty roar, spraying both spit and snot.

This mighty roar belonged exclusively to Ninja Academy teachers. No enrolled student could withstand it.

"Heh... uh, sorry, Mr. Liangtian. I'll be more careful next time." Obito scratched his head with an awkward smile.

Luckily, he wasn't sitting in the front row.

Sure enough, the boy named Asuma Sarutobi, seated right in the middle of the front row, was already wiping the spit off his face with a miserable expression.

"Tch! Don't think an apology will get you off the hook! You're cleaning the classroom this entire week!" Liangtian said, curling his lip.

If the Third Hokage hadn't explicitly stated two days earlier that corporal punishment of students was no longer allowed, fearing it would reflect badly on them,

He would have sent Obito outside to do five hundred push-ups right then.

"Understood, Mr. Liangtian!" Obito nodded.

Two and a half years ago, Obito hadn't been the Obito he was now...

No, more precisely, Chen Fan's soul had crossed over into the Naruto world two and a half years earlier.

He had arrived inside Obito and taken over his body.

Then Chen Fan had lived as Obito ever since.

Two and a half years had passed in the blink of an eye, and Chen Fan had long since accepted his identity as Obito.

But for some unknown reason, Obito seemed to have been cursed with an old-lady buff.

Almost every few days, whenever he went out, he would run into an elderly woman who needed someone to help her across the road.

Having been an exemplary youth of good character in his previous life, how could Obito turn away when an elderly woman needed help?

And so, every time Obito finished helping an elderly woman and rushed to school, he ended up arriving late.

He was always punished by Mr. Liangtian for his tardiness, too.

Still, Obito figured those punishments would exercise his body and improve his taijutsu, so he hadn't made much of a fuss.

For some reason, Mr. Liangtian seemed to have changed his ways today and hadn't given him any corporal punishment.

"All right! Back to the lesson!"

Liangtian said nothing more. He turned around and began writing and drawing on the blackboard, preparing the material for the rest of the lesson.

"Tch..." A chorus of boos rose from the students, who were clearly dissatisfied with this punishment.

They had been primed for a good show, only to find there was nothing to watch.

Obito swept an irritated glance over his classmates. Most were familiar faces.

Asuma, Kurenai Yuhi, Might Guy, Mitaraishi Anko, Shizune, Ibiki Morino, Mizuki, Genma Shiranui, Namiashi Raidō, and so on.

Among them was a boy named Hokoku Shimura, who also sat in the front row.

Relying on his perennial top ranking in their year, along with his status as Shimura Danzō's nephew,

He was always showing off at school and acting superior, making him thoroughly obnoxious.

Naturally, a perennial dead-last student like Obito couldn't avoid his mockery and taunts at school.

Right now, Hokoku Shimura was staring at Obito with contempt, his face full of disdain.

"Dumb... ass..."

Obito readily flipped him the middle finger and mouthed that little greeting without making a sound.

"Damn it! Obito Uchiha! You're really asking for a beating!"

Hokoku Shimura instantly flew into a rage, snarling those words inwardly.

He was already plotting a way to teach Obito a proper lesson.

[Ding! Congratulations, host. The divine-level copy system has finished loading.]

Suddenly, a mechanical electronic voice sounded in Obito's mind, startling him.

"System? You finally fucking finished loading? So you do remember to show up!"

Obito could hardly believe it. He almost flipped his desk on the spot and cursed out the shameless system.

The system was a complete rip-off. It had already appeared once when Obito first crossed over.

However, the moment it appeared back then, it had displayed a loading message. He hadn't expected it to take a full two and a half years to finish.

At one point, Obito had thought his cheat had genuinely malfunctioned, leaving him with no chance of turning things around.

After all, the fighting during the Third Shinobi World War was horrifically brutal.

Given Obito's early status as a dead-last student, he was certain to end up falling victim to Madara Uchiha's schemes.

Having half his body crushed by a huge rock, having White Zetsu attach himself to replace that half, inheriting Madara Uchiha's will and taking revenge on the entire world...

He probably wouldn't be able to avoid any of it.

Sure, Obito could wait until Madara Uchiha pulled out his own oxygen tube from the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path, then begin his rise from loser to winner.

But an Obito with half his face covered in spiral grooves was far from perfect.

Wouldn't it be better to use my cheat to rewrite my fate, then pick up girls with this handsome face?

[Ding! As this is a divine-level system, it requires a longer loading time.]

Obito couldn't be bothered to believe such a bullshit excuse.

He pressed, "Cut the crap. Tell me what you can do."

[Ding! This system is called the divine-level copy system. The host may copy any person within two hundred meters.]

[Note: Any one of the target's abilities may be copied and assigned to the host for use, including ninjutsu, taijutsu, forbidden techniques, and more.]

[Ding! Congratulations, host. You have now successfully obtained two copying opportunities.]